Put your hand into the flames, but you can't feel the hot heat.

The flame is not substance, but the glow of countless music theories.

With just a slight touch, it penetrated his body, blended into it, ignited the aether in his shell, and wanted to set everything on fire and turn it into flames.

"Ye Qingxuan, what are you doing!"

Lola noticed something strange in him and was furious.

"Probably...... Are you dying, right?" Ye Qingxuan smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry, Lola, thank you for taking care of me so much." If something happens to me, please help me take care of Shirao. ”

"It's your ...... to be a mother"

Before Lola finished speaking, Ye Qingxuan cut off the link to the ladder.

Her angry voice and strength were gone.

Unhindered, the flames swept through his body, covering every vein, burning the moonlight and aether in his blood, disintegrating his life.

Inside out.

At that moment, his palm finally broke through the outer layer of the flames and tightened his grip on the twin snake timepieces suspended in it.

Even in the severe pain of burning, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but be shocked by the thrilling beauty. It was a masterpiece that drove countless alchemists crazy.

The core is interwoven with complex music theory, and the complex structure comparable to the chapter of fate is compressed into a small square inch, flowing smoothly without any reluctance, like a peerless work of art, perfect to the realm of inhuman.

Not only does it contain the power of Faust, but after the movement unfolds, it is perfectly embedded in the sacred fire, deploying the huge structure in it and controlling the operation of that mighty force.

And another set of alchemy matrix was built on it, hiding its true face......

The three are almost absurdly superimposed in the same place, but they do not interfere with each other.

The perfect trinity.

"It's up to you whether you're dead or alive. ”

In the midst of severe pain, Ye Qingxuan gritted his teeth and prayed: Boss, if you still have a little conscience, don't pit me again this time!

He took a deep breath and recited in a solemn voice:

"--All things are bleak, but the tree of life is evergreen!"

After a long time, he once again pronounced the secret phrase for the launch of the Two Snakes. At that moment, everything came to a standstill.

On the twin snake timepieces, the black coat of arms suddenly lit up.

[Supreme Authority・Verification completed.] 】

In a trance, a voice sounded, sounding like Elsa's voice, but it was so detached and indifferent: [Control handover, the same tone begins.] 】

Ye Qingxuan fell into a trance.

In an instant, it was as if countless wings of light were born from behind him, connecting the sky, the earth, and everything.

His will swelled in an instant, enveloping the entire world.

He saw the dark river of Aether flowing beneath the Nine Earths, the dazzling star rings hanging in the sky, and the earth, water, fire, and wind hidden deep in matter...... Everything in the world revealed its essence to him.

Until the end, he even sensed the great source in the underworld in a trance.

It is the origin of everything, from which everything flows, subtle and secret, but everywhere. For thousands of years, countless musicians have not come this close.

All the power in that divine fire was at his disposal, and everything was under his control. He seemed to be able to do everything he wanted.

He felt as if he had become a god.

"Thus the world was created, and miracles can be attained by it!"

A familiar voice sounded in his ears.

At that moment, he woke up from his trance, lowered his head, and looked between his hands—the twin snake timepieces were slowly disintegrating, and countless small parts were quietly dissipating.

Eventually, between his palms, there was only a faint ray of fire, swaying in the wind. It was unimaginable that this small flame actually gathered the power of all the holy flames and substituted him into the realm of ascending gods.

And now, the power beyond the limits of imagination is in his hands.

Within reach.

But he was confused and dazed.

Just by saying a word, he was rewarded with such a huge amount of power. The unreal was like a dream, but he could feel that he was not sleeping in a dream.

This is the reality.

It's ridiculous.

Ye Qingxuan, you have obtained the strongest power in the world.

In the darkness, it was as if someone whispered in his ear: Pray to the flame in your hand, and all the glory, power, and power in this world are at your fingertips.

But what do you want?

Think about it, think about it.

There's still a long time to think about.

In the silence, Ye Qingxuan looked at the flames blankly, and soon, he laughed softly: "What I want...... Isn't that easy? "I just want to bring her back to life. ”

Ye Qingxuan lowered his head and stared at Elsa in front of him: "It's not a puppet and an empty shell, let her live like a real little girl...... That's what I wanted. ”

He clenched his hands and gently pushed the flame into Elsa's chest, pouring the power that could upset the balance of the aether into the girl's body.

"Bring her back to life. ”

He shouted to the flames: "-Immediately!"

A hoarse sigh sounded, as if it contained pity and meaning. The voice was fleeting and fleeting, making it impossible to tell whether it came from the heart or the ear:

"As you wish. ”

In the next moment, that ray of fire jumped, suddenly exploded, and spread.

At this moment, between heaven and earth, in the center of the Abyssal Earth and the Gate of Heaven, the huge power that covered everything suddenly collapsed, contracted, and swept inward, layered on top of Elsa's body.

In Elsa's shell, the sacred fire shone brightly, shining in all directions.

Majestic melodies and magnificent notes spread between heaven and earth, one after another. So gentle, yet so solemn, it seems to be full of the mystery of life and soul, representing the soul of rest and the mystery of life and death.

First, the gentle and dream-like "The Book of Pity", followed by the majestic "The Day of Wrath", "The Sound of the Trumpet", "The Mercy of God", and "The Time of Judgment", and then evolved into "Sacrifice" and "Holy Heaven" at the peak......

"It's ......"

Ye Qingxuan listened to the melody from the holy fire sluggishly, like thunder, and couldn't believe it.

This is Requiem!

The scepter inherited by the Yellow King was hidden in this sacred fire! The Yellow King, who had sown plague and poison on the Romulus, had left the power that represented his inheritance in them.

In the midst of that sacred melody, endless flames of light poured into Elsa's body, as if the soul of the dead had returned. In the empty cavity, burnt blood and flesh grew again from the ashes, blood flowing from her shell again. Delicate blood vessels and organs reappeared in her body.

And that huge power even runs through the Aether Sea, faintly inheriting the tributaries of the Great Source, and expending this vast and luxurious power to find those broken memories and remnants of the past.

Death and life are reversed......

"Stop!

Paganini screamed, containing anger and heartache. It's like seeing some fool squander a huge amount of wealth that belongs to him. The chips that were enough to change the world were only exchanged for a few grains of dust in his hands!

The darkness wrathed, and the massive body squeezed through the abyss desperately, desperate to break free, even if it was brutally wounded by the blade again.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

He glared at Ye Qingxuan angrily, eager to break him into pieces: "Ye Qingxuan, stop! That's not what you belong to! You don't even know what it means!"

Ye Qingxuan turned a deaf ear, just stared intently at the rapidly dissipating flames, and the scattered flames turned into countless complex music theories, which were overlapped and woven under the invisible skillful hands, intertwined into the prototype of the soul.

Until the end, it seems to condense into some kind of bright red substance.

It is the result of the legendary school of chant, the manifestation of miracles in the world, and the magnificent things that subvert the boundaries between life and death.

- Philosopher's Stone!

At that moment, the power that could be called infinite was exhausted, as if the sea had been squandered until it dried up, and there was no water vapor left. All that remains is the miracle that poured out the seven seas.

In the ashes of the flames, Elsa had regained her breath and seemed to be asleep, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

At that moment, Ye Qingxuan almost held his breath-

Sorry, Kavinka is crazy...... From the morning to squatting at home to code words, all the way to now, it's really stuck to the ********, and I really can't write ORZ.

I'll try to update it tomorrow if I can write the next chapter. (To be continued.) )